They arrived before the Palace Gate.
He sensed no spatial restriction like the one around the Medicine Field.
Zhou Changqing did not dwell on it. Its absence suited him just fine.
He immediately pressed his hands against the doors and slowly pushed them open.
Back at the Medicine Field, he had refrained from breaking the barrier not because he lacked the ability, but because he feared making too much noise and drawing others over.
The same went for the Palace Gate. If he pushed too hard and knocked the damn thing down, the resulting noise might not be deafening, but someone could still notice it.
The Palace Gate opened, and they stepped inside.
An expansive hall and a glittering golden light greeted their eyes.
Looking closer, they saw an enormous mountain of gold coins piled in one corner of the hall!
They could not tell the exact amount, but a rough estimate put it at no less than a hundred million!
Now that was wealth to throw around!
Judging by how casually they had been piled up, their owner clearly had not cared much about them.
That was quite normal, though. After all, a single earth tier low grade cultivation method or combat skill could cost several million, or even tens of millions, outside (as stated in the original novel).
Viewed that way, a hundred million gold coins really was not much, at least to a Dou Zun expert.
Zhou Changqing was not particularly interested in gold coins either. With his current weapon refining technique, earning that amount would not take much effort.
As for Zi Yan, that went without saying. The only things that interested her were medicinal ingredients and pills.
Looking past the gold coins, he spotted numerous transparent glass shelves elsewhere, each divided into compartments of varying